Did I dig my own grave this time?
Majatai stared at Su Yu, who had a faint smile on his face, feeling both hatred and an unspeakable fear.
"You brat, don't get cocky—" Majatai growled through gritted teeth, his finger pointing at Su Yu, but his arm trembled uncontrollably.
Following Feng Ming and Lei Leian's descent from Ada's back, Su Yu calmly eyed Majatai. Whether it was scorn, contempt, or disgust in Su Yu's eyes, Majatai couldn't tell, and it unnerved him. He let out a ferocious roar, pushed off with his feet, and pounced on Su Yu.
The tide had turned. The Elephant Head Deity, Behemoth, was dead. The "Lord" in the city had escaped. Of the tens of thousands of strong men Majatai had brought, countless were dead or injured. A total rout. Now, they were surrounded by a dense crowd of Dark Knights. Majatai realized he was heavily besieged.
